sábado, 24 de abril de 2010

If it's not forever, if it's just tonight

you... your sex is on fire.
consumed with what's to transpire.

sexta-feira, 23 de abril de 2010

coração de tinta

- Meu Deus, o que você pôs aqui dentro? Tijolos? -

perguntou Mo quando carregava

o baú de livros da Meggie para fora.

- Você mesmo sempre diz que os livros têm que ser pesados,

porque o mundo inteiro está dentro deles –

respondeu Meggie, fazendo-o rir pela primeira vez naquela manhã.

quinta-feira, 22 de abril de 2010

Live forever -

Maybe I don't really want to know
How your garden grows 'Cause I just want to fly
Lately, did you ever feel the pain?
In the morning rain as it soaks it to the bone?

Maybe I just want to fly I want to live, I don't want to die
Maybe I just want to breathe, maybe I just don't believe

Maybe I will never be all the things that I want to be
But now is not the time to cry, now's the time to find out why
Maybe you're the same as me we see things they'll never see

You and I are gonna live forever

terça-feira, 20 de abril de 2010

I am Beowulf

To a man, the warriors rose up; he spoke man-to-man, did Hrothgar to Beowulf, and wished him luck while granting him command in the mead-hall, adding these words: “Since I could lift up hand and shield, I never before trusted the guardianship of this noble Dane-Hall to any man—except to you on this occasion. Have now and hold this peerless house; remember your fame and be valiant; keep watch for the foe! No desire of yours will be unfulfilled if you come...

If we die... it will be for GLORY, not gold

terça-feira, 13 de abril de 2010

Sweet Escape


If I could escape and recreate a place thats my own world
And I could be your favorite girl (forever)
perfectly together
Tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet?
If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl (I'll try to change)
I didn't mean for you to get hurt (whatsoever)
we can make it better
Tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet?

So baby, times get a little crazy,
I've been gettin a little lazy waitin' on you to come save me
I can see that your angry by the way that you treat me
Hopefully you don't leave me, wanted you with me

quinta-feira, 8 de abril de 2010

she's just looking for something new

.
Fell in love with a girl

fell in love once and almost completely
she's in love with the world
but sometimes these feelings
can be so misleading
she turns and says "are you alright?"
I said "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"
"come and kiss me by the riverside,
bobby says it's fine he don't consider it cheating"

the love that kills

Plenty to see and hear and feel yet.
Feel live warm beings near you.
They aren't going to get me this innings
.
Warm beds
: warm full blooded life.

terça-feira, 6 de abril de 2010

I have no plans to eat anyone

Will you keep out all the sadness?’
‘I have a sadness-shield that keeps out all the sadness, and it's big enough for all of us.’
Happiness is not always the best way to be happy.



This part of your kingdoms not so good.’

Why?’

Well look this used to be all rock, and now its sand, and then one day its going to be dust, and then the whole island will be dust, and then... well I don't even know what comes after dust. If I was stranded on a desert island and could only take one thing, it'd be Douglas. We can share him if you want.’

Carol, did you know the sun was gonna die?’
‘What? I never heard that... Oh come on, that cant happen, I mean you're the king, and look at me I'm big! how can guys like us worry about a tiny little thing like the sun, hm?’


I don't want you to go, I'll eat you up, I love you so.

domingo, 4 de abril de 2010

Cotidiano de uma casal feliz:

Ele manda em tudo, em todos, curte seu poder
E deixa a esposa em casa, pra brincar no treco
de qualquer traveco, em troca de prazer
vai saber porque
E a esposa anda malhada, fez lipoescultura
e a falta de cultura nunca foi problema
ela tem dinheiro pra dar e vender
lê Paulo Coelho e seicho-no-ie
vai saber porque

E eles têm escravos, disfarçados de assalariados
diariamente humilhados, se levantam cedo,
se arrumam apressados
têm hora marcada pra falar com Deus

Ele guarda no H.D., fotos de crianças nuas,
pra tirar um lazer. Curte ver aquilo quando fica só
Ela conta os passos que dá no trajeto
entre a terapia e a boca do pó.

E até pensa em adotar alguma criatura,
pode ser uma criança ou um labrador
Só depende da raça, depende é da cor
que pintar primeiro.

Ele faz como ninguém a cara de quem não sabe mentir
pode admitir pra ocupar o vazio da relação
mas com uma condição
não quer dar banho, nem limpar merda o dia inteiro

Eles foram ver o show da Diana Krall
que alguém falou que era genial
gritaram uhuuu do camarote
enchendo a cara de scotch

Alguém sabe dizer o que é normal?
Pode parecer tão natural

sexta-feira, 2 de abril de 2010

Why is a raven like a writing desk?


“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the cat:
“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”

“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the cat, “Or you wouldn’t have come here.”

quinta-feira, 1 de abril de 2010

Invitation.


“If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer…
If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in! Come in!”